Hide and Seek

Summary:
The question that most people have the answer to. Who am I? It was the question I intended to answer. One I know I have to. You know how, as a kid, you had great memories about riding your bike to your grandma’s house, where you would get a batch of warm cookies? Hmmm? Lucky you. I don’t have any memories. Not since I was changed into a vampire. I can’t even remember my own name. So, like any other living...no, that’s not the right word....like any other thing, I am curious. My friend, a nomad I met in my hometown, Burlington, named me Andrea Joyce Chourre, her mother’s name. It stuck with me, however, I did add my own special flare, I’m Andy, not Andrea. I push my Corvette faster, the trees and snow of Vermont only a blur. I don’t know where I am going, and I don’t know where to stop, but I will soon. Even with a Corvette, sleek, aerodynamic as it is, I still need gas. At least I know one thing, Forks, Washington is a long ways away.

Notes:Hey everybody, it’s Willie Jean here. The main character of this story will be introduced with their power in the first chapter, in case anyone wants to know who the person is, but at least this way you can get some background info on the character. Remember, reviews are appreciated, good or bad, we don’t care. We would like constructive critism, anything to help us with our first story. Thanks for reading!!!

10. ...Vampire

First, another vampire walked through the door with a male at her side, and then the male was on top of me.

He sunk his razor sharp teeth into my neck, causing me to scream with pain.

I could feel my blood, so precious to Edward leave my system and into his mouth.

I saw Edward’s agonized eyes as he pulled the male off of me.

I couldn’t see anything, I couldn’t feel anything. Then the fire started to burn. I blacked out for the rest.

I remember waking up to Andy’s worried face. She was tense, as if waiting for my reaction.

I looked at her and she looked at me, eyes wide with concern. I wondered if I had screamed.

All I could remember was the fierce pain of the fire, nothing else.

I sat up slowly, my eyes squinted to see through the clarity of it all.

The bright light made it worse. Every leaf, I could see, every scrape of the wind, I could hear.

Nothing was processing.

I looked at Andy. She was beautifully clear. I could see every angular feature, every glossy hair. I could only imagine what Edward looked like.

I asked what was on my mind, “Why are you so clear?”

She spoke swiftly, and normally, I wouldn’t have heard it, but I did thins time.

“You’re changed Bella. You’re like Edward and I. A vampire.”

I couldn’t speak I was so happy. Was it true? That I was like Edward? That I would finally be able to keep up with him, not embarrass or worry him, and stack up against him. And, be...be as beautiful as he was. I spoke the sheer impossible,